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The first prince of Obsidian from the second anniversary illustration!

Gilbert Von Obsidian 🖤🐯⚠️

Gilbert x Emma for prompt 07/26 please? Thank you 💖💖💖

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Dangerous Euphoria

Fandom: IkePri

Pairing: Gilbert x Emma 

Prompt: Summer of Smut - Sex under a sundress 

Type: NSW - Minors Dni

CW: pining, implied hidden relationship, balcony sex, rough sex, vaginal penetration, semi-public 

WC: 1200+

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His eye overlook the event, trying to focus on someone, but unable to find her in the crowd. He had lost her after getting pulled into a pointless conversation with a random noble. She had been dancing with him.But now the Prince’s arm is bare and she is gone, the sun had set on the event. Many had left the castle already, but still she eluded him. Eventually he locates her, bent over one of the balconies of the castle. Her eyes are fixed on the rose garden below as he opens the door. 

“Beatiful night isn’t it?” Her voice greets him the second he steps on the balcony. Her new sundress showing hints of  skin in the moonlight. Crossing the gap, he traps her against the balcony in his arms. A smirk crosses his lips when he feels her shudder in his grip. 

“It is” Knowing the effect of his breath on her, he runs his nose along the curve of her ear, listening to the hitch in her breath. Her lips part, and his smirks widen. 

“You aren’t running?” He questions, stepping back from her, leaving her room to run, but she shakes her head. His fingers catch her chin, tilting up her face, confused. The little rabbit held her ground, instead of running back into the castcle, back to safety. 

Her eyes are flooded with emotion, his eyes searching ofr the reason. Danger, fear, lust and desire all dance in her eyes. The last emotion explains why she isn’t running, why her lips are parting and her pupils are blown wide. Fear and desire, she can feel his power, but she likes it. 

“I knew you would stay, one kiss and you were mine” he taunts her, enjoying the feelings that flicker on her face. So open with her emotion, every sentence he speaks has a different reaction, oh how he could watch them all day. 

“Do you understand what staying here means?” He asks simply, his hand closing around one side of her waist loosely. He wouldn’t persue her if she chose to ran, but to his surprise she didn’t. She keeps her gaze steadily on his and nods, looking up at him with desire filled eyes, the fear fading away. 

“I understand” Her voice is soft, alluring, and Gilbert slams his lips against hers, pressing her against the balcony. His hands close fully around her waist, fingers digging into her dress, raising the fabric above her waist. Turning her over, he smirks when he catches her expression, lips parted in ecstasy. 

“Please someone may see-” She starts to protest as his hands push the dress above her hips and his hand slips around to the clothed bundle of nerves. Her protest dies out as pleasure courses through her body,  and she grips tighter to the balcony. His other hand drifts up to her pouted lips, tuggling loosely on her bottom lip, he bites her ear before finally answering. 

“Let them look little rabbit” Gilbert commands, his fingers slipping aside her underwear to prepare her core. Emma leans back against his chest, moans escaping past his thumb as she suckles on it, eyes half lidded in the pleasure he is bestowing on her core. 

Feeling her prepared, Gilbert pulls away from her body, listening to her weak protests. He lifts her leg over the balcony railing, pinning her there with one hand while the other holds his length. 

Cries of his name fall form her lips as he teases the dampness of her core. 

“Look at how wet you are, how much you desire me” He teases in her ear, listening to the changes in her breathing as he rubs along her clothed core. A flush spreads across her cheeks, darkening the longer the Obsidian Prince whispers dirty thoughts in her ears. A groan leaves her lips when her underwear is finally tugged to the side, revealing her damp heat to the cool night air. Pressing her tighter to the balcony, GIlbert finally enters her, watching her envelope inch after inch of his cock. His eye is dark in desire as he pushes in, keeping a tight grip on her leg and hip. 

“Gilbert-” his name is a rasp from Emma’s throat, her eyes rolling back in her head as he fully sheathes himself in her. His body presses perfectly into hers, his usually chilly skin an inferno against her own flames skin. 

When his name falls from her lips, the hand on her hip shifted, moving to circle the bundle of nerves. Emma responds immediately, clamping on his length and letting out a whine, her body begging for more. His cloak falls around his shoulders, covering her body from anyone exiting the castle to go the balcony, though with her leg splayed out to the side, they may still guess the activity. Protests fall from her lips as he pulls out of her body, leaving only the tip of his length at her entrance. He feels her trying to move back against him and holding her still, he thrusts back in. 

A huff of air leaves Emma’s lungs, her body reacting instantly, the pleasure taking over every part of her body. No longer is she at the castle, no longer is she with the enemy prince, now she is surrounded completely by him. 

“What would the Prince’s think little Rabbit? Impaled on my cock for all to see?” Rasping in her ear as he continues to thrust, brain thinking only on the way she feels gripping his length and the looks on the eight princes face i they were to find her. The image brings a chuckle to him as he feels Emma clamp down, his words bringing her closer to pleasure. Illegible moans fall form her lips, her legs trembling in his hold and he adjusts her so that she is supported. Chasing his high, he watches Emma fall apart in his arms, moans of his name falling from her lips as her orgasm washes through her.  The ending of her orgasm triggers his own, and he releases in the woman, gaze solely focused on her. He would have her, no matter what anyone else said. From the look on her face earlier and the euphoric smile on her face now, it seems that she has no qualms about his claim. After all, she did choose to stay on the balcony with him, knowing full well that he wanted her. 

Tucking himself away, Gilbert helps Emma lower her leg, her muscles a little stiff and unstable. Fixing her dress so she looks presentable, he wraps her up in his cloak. 

“Come, we should get you to bed” He carries her back inside, ignoring the whispers of the staff as they observe the Obsidian Prince holding onto Emma. 

“I told you not to drink so much little Rabbit, now look at you being a nuisance” He says loudly, protecting the woman in his arms from the glares of the castle staff. He steals a glance down to see Emma’s eyes are still glazed and his lips tug up slightly. Murmuring in her ear as he crosses into her room, he lays her on the bed. 

“Next time little Rabbit, it might be better to run”

Plumber-bert von Obsidian (wip) ￣￣￣￣￣￣￣￣￣￣￣￣￣￣￣ To go with an accompanying fic for the AU Challenge this week :D